I heard I'm missing

Chen Li went to the apartment under his name early the next morning, and saw the mess all over the place as soon as he opened the door.Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, Ah Lian must be angry, she must be.

Apart from broken water glasses, fruit plates, scattered apples and bananas, and some blood-red drawing paper, there was even a hole on the coffee table.

Chen Li could imagine how angry and crazy Wu Lian was at that time, he must have been angry so he ignored me.

He patted his forehead, filled with panic and regret, even trembling when he took off his shoes.While picking up the slippers, I saw a black notepad on the shoe rack.

Chen Li wanted to know what was inside, but was inexplicably scared.He just stretched out his hand to take it, but the moment he touched it, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"Wait, wait," he murmured.

Now he felt that his blood was a little stagnated by the panic and panic in his heart, and he didn't even have the courage to step into the living room.He didn't dare to know what happened to the blood-red drawing paper on the ground, he was afraid that he would think what he thought.

Finally, with trembling hands, he reached for the notebook.

Turning to the first page, I saw Wu Lian wrote: I always wanted to know what is a tomb of heroes, and now I know, it is you, my Ali.

When Chen Li saw this sentence, he wanted to laugh, but his eyes turned red, "What hero grave? Do you think you are a hero?"

He turned another page, it was a poem written by Wu Lian for him, and when he saw one line, Chen Li couldn't help but burst into tears.

"After the strong wind blows, I still stand straight, because my heart is here, and so is he."

At the end of almost every sentence, Wu Lian would draw a daffodil at the end, which said: My Ah Li.

Chen Li flipped through many pages in a row, each page was either a poem written by Wu Lian for him, or something Wu Lian wanted to say to him.Until he saw a page, different from other block letters, this line of writing was very scribbled, and the last stroke of the writing actually scratched the paper.

Because it was messy and scribbled, it took Chen Li a long time to recognize it:

Ordinary people are me, ghosts and ghosts are me, can God save me?

This was the first time that Chen Li felt that Wu Lian's mood was not normal.

There were a lot of empty pages at the back, and when Chen Li thought it was gone, he found another few lines, which were even more scribbled than the previous ones, but it could be seen from the force of the writing that there was a bit of restraint and depression.

Chen Li recognized each word clearly, and then linked them together to read. It said:

Live the beast in your heart,

How many times ate rotten flesh and blood,

Trying to tear my sanity apart,

Instigated me to fall into the abyss,

It should not exist, like the dark and tyrannical me,

Let's perish together!

The lover is still behind,

Had to fight with it,

Live in endless struggle.

After reading these words, Chen Li didn't know what mood to be in for a moment. He didn't expect that Wu Lian's heart would be so painful. He always thought that they were very happy together.

Feeling heavy in his heart for a moment, when he saw the drawing papers scattered in the living room, Chen Li finally picked them up one by one with difficult and feeble steps.

Although several days had passed, Chen Li still knew that the red blood was the blood left by Wu Lian. He didn't expect that Wu Lian was in such pain that he began to self-mutilate.

Chen Li suppressed the pain in his heart, and looked at each picture one by one.

Even though it was just a simple sketch, Chen Li could feel how much Wu Lian put his heart into the drawing. Most of the paintings were of his various sleeping positions, and there were only one or two sketches of his full face.

The unified background was all dyed red by Wu Lian's blood. Although it looked a bit weird, Chen Li didn't have much fear of Wu Lian's madness in his heart.What's more, he has deepened his love for Wu Lian, even though Wu Lian's love is a bit heavy and makes him depress, but he knows that Wu Lian must be the one who will be with him for the rest of his life.

He thought with some pride, maybe he will never meet someone who loves him so much again?

After reading the painting, Chen Li noticed a new mobile phone on the coffee table.Chen Li tried to turn it on, but found that there was no electricity.At this time, he couldn't help thinking, could it be the number that no one answered all the time?Later, I was prompted to shut down, so it was really out of power?

Although it was somewhat different from Wu Lian's phone that had run out of battery and forgot to charge it, it seemed to hint at something to him?

Chen Li admired his own brainpower a little bit, it shouldn't be possible for people to just disappear like this, right?

And Wu Lian, who was missed by Chen Li, is not feeling well now, because the eminent monk did not give him a chance to go out, and even the food was delivered by the eminent monk when he was not awake.Only when he wanted to relieve himself, the eminent monk would let him out.Whenever he wanted to slip away, his eyes would go dark again, and when he woke up, he returned to the stone house.

Wu Lian wondered if he was imprisoned in another place?But there is not much time for this kind of thinking, because he has not seen Chen Li for several days, and the emotion in his bones is clamoring for him to meet Chen Li.

Every time he has this kind of thought, he will take out the iron chain he bought just in case to tie his feet up, and then keep drawing.

If there is even the slightest dissatisfaction, he will tear it up and start over.Sometimes when he couldn't control his inner anger and the madness of wanting to tie Chen Li to his side, Wu Lian would use his fist to hit the stone wall again and again.

It seemed that Wu Lian's inner pain could be vented every time he hit it. Seeing the bloody fist, Wu Lian seemed to feel a kind of pleasure spreading.

Since the last time the eminent monk spoke, he never paid attention to Wu Lian's madness. Even if Wu Lian would sometimes bang his head against the wall uncontrollably, he didn't make a sound.

Every time he calmed down and saw the new wound on his body, Wu Lian would feel annoyed. What if Ah Li didn't like this tattered skin?

Even though Wu Lian could bang his head against the wall, he didn't get any major wounds, at most he broke his skin.Because he knew that Chen Li liked his face the most at the beginning, even if he couldn't control himself, he would subconsciously reduce his strength.

Wu Lian pasted his newly drawn pictures on the wall one by one, and began to directly carve Chen Li's face on the wall.Wu Lian carved it carefully little by little, and seeing a familiar silhouette finally appeared on it, a pleasant smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of smiles.

When Chen Li's lips were engraved, every time Wu Lian couldn't help but gently put a kiss on it, as if he could imagine from the cold touch that he was kissing A Li.

Finally, at the last moment, Wu Lian leaned against the wall and put his lips against Chen Li's, laughing foolishly: "Ah Li, you are mine, look how affectionately you look at me. "

But the cold touch reminded Wu Lian all the time that this was just the "Chen Li" carved by him, not the living person who made him almost crazy.

Wu Lian used his hands to draw Chen Li who was looking at him affectionately on the wall, with obsession and madness in his eyes, "Ah Li, forgive me, I can only look at it and miss you, if you don't want to, I will wear it off , do you agree?"

There was no Chen Li in the deserted stone house to answer Wu Lian, so he hugged his head with a smile and murmured in a hoarse and choked voice: "Ah Li, I miss you so much, I want to go home with you."